The decision was only made yesterday.
Why, they haven't yet settled about the banquet." "The banquet!" "The bill of fare--don't you understand?
No orders have come yet.
You're safe for twenty-four hours.

But if there's anything you'd like to eat--I'll make an exception for once.

And now, get on with your toilet! You can will away your own things as you please," he pointed to his clothes.

"Have you anyone?
No?
Well, I know some poor people.
But get on, get on.

The hot season is coming on, and cotton isn't bad wear then." The rough gaoler's good-humoured chatter was particularly distasteful to the poor man.